User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The Mercenaries' War/@comment-26538658-20151221035801/@comment-1298206-20151226054433

''What was he doing? Abscon scoffed at the weasel. Did this old fool know where he was leading them? The stoat mercenary ignored Boar's request to drop a weapon down the hole. He wasn't about to drop one of his weapons, which were part of his livelihood, down a hole to risk never holding it in his paws again. Crouching low, Abscon felt along the ground with one paw until he felt the rough, jagged body of a stone. The stoat picked it up and dropped it down the hole, listening keenly to hear if it hit the ground or not.''